Crash Crash Bang Bang

In a flash of speed, propelled by gravity, she zoomed by me down the hill from Yamasho. I knew she was going down. It was a matter of how bad. Would it be my first time calling for a Japanese ambulance, or would she simply need some Band-Aids?

After smashing into the wall at full speed, I was truly surprised to see Sam get up and shake it off. She appeared to have no serious injuries, so we rode home. Later, we went to a festival which reminded me of Portland's Saturday Market. After getting back home, her left wrist (she is also left handed) began to swell and her pain began to grow.

We tried calling friends with cars to get a ride to a hospital, fearing that there may be a fracture. Turns out, both friends with cars were fast asleep after a day out. Our next plan was getting a taxi somehow. Taxis don't just drive around residential neighborhoods looking for customers. They hang out at stations and hotspots. So we went to a nearby cafe where we know the owner. We asked him to call a cab for us. Instead, he called around to hospitals to find one that would take an accident victim even though most hospitals are closed Sunday for a day off (weird, yeah?). Fortunately some emergency rooms do operate around the clock even this strange society (ATMs actually close here ... why?). After finding an ER, the cafe owner went so far as to insist that he drive us there.

So Sam had an x-ray. Turns out it is not likely a fracture. They demobilized her left arm and told her to come back in a few days to have it checked again.

So now she's getting used to operating with only one fully functioning hand, and it's not help that it happens to be hear weak one. She will take the day off tomorrow as I travel with the English Club to a speech contest. More on that later.

Whew!